An Open Letter to the Lyrical Trainspotter - Mansun

Trying to say something good like the person

But it’s all just a sham 'cos the writer I am not

Could say anything, you’d believe them

Just your A-typical Boy-girl-girl-boy androgynous

Play on a publican’s decoy

'Cos I had to drop out 'cos the Art School was sad and

If you believe all of that you’re a bigger fool than me

They’re just a vehicle for a lovely voice

They aren’t supposed to mean that much

Lyrics mean nothing, don’t right any wrongs

In fact I’m not having them on this

You say they mean nothing just gobbledy-gook

But just look at yourself you’re not clever enough

Understanding the truth, you are so out of touch

You believe all of this, you can’t see it’s a spoof

Understand all the words when they don’t even rhyme

And I’m losing the rhythm and the whole thing’s getting wierder and wierder

They all believe me

It’s all so easy now